Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Heat.

Yahoo buckaroo it is freaking hot and basically I am typing this to you sitting here completely naked.

I know that is important to share.

I would wear clothes but they melted. I try to have ice drinks and my koolaid is boiling by the time I walk down the hall. I even tried to put myself in the freezer and the chicken breast so intimidated me I had to leave. I used to be a lot more confident about my breast size but after jostling amongst the boozoomaly babes in SL I feel completely deformed and like I should apologize that my nipples are not pointing skyward and registered as lethal weapons.

I am not sure how I will make it through the summer.

Hubby says I have to wear clothes when company comes over.

I suggested we lose our friends.

He said that I don't have any - he was referring to HIS friends.

Even the bugs are like too exhausted to fly. They just lay on the ground and pant. I am sure some of them are near death but I can't tell and I don't know how to check a mud wasp for a heart beat. Besides, I am NOT giving any bug mouth to mouth ...I am not that big of a humanitarian.

I could kill it to put it out of its misery though ...

Bite me you bleeding hearts.

I am anticipating this blog post is going to go viral, Stumble Upon will be ricocheting it off towers everywhere and I will probably win a Pulitzer Readers Digest Award by morning. This is probably one of my finest blog posts. You guys are so freaking lucky you follow me. I think you should get up right now and hug yourself and be really proud you bucked the system and are not reading someone deep and meaningful.

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